Being afar, my heart you touch,
Is my love for you double-Dutch?
Don’t you know I love you very much?
I’ll never find again, joy such!
You’ve left me completely alone,
Has your heart turned into stone?
But, with you, I’ll never pick a bone,
Even if it means, lifelong I’ve to moan.
My dull life, you’ve enriched,
By your love, I was bewitched.
Before you, my heart, I pitched,
But, to a different plane, your heart, you switched.
An unforgettable lesson, you taught me in life,
The art of killing one’s heart, without a knife!
But, you know not, you’ve given me a rebirth,
To attain it, all trials and tribulations, were truly worth!
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